REVISITING: The Eight People You Meet at the Airport

They'll all be too close. And insist on breathing. WRITTEN AND ILLUSTRATED BY PETER MOORE

THIS WEEKED I’ll visit four airports. So will 1.73 million other travelers. Normally, I like people. But not these people, who are all-too-likely to invade in my personal slipstream.

The tech monster. Note: he’s using all the outlets to charge stuff he’s not allowed to use on the plane.

Those identical salesmen. They’re all wearing white shirts unbuttoned at the collar, blue blazers, neatly pressed blue jeans, and they hope to engage you in conversation on a long list of topics. Fortunately, they’re all going to Cleveland, and with any luck you’re not.